Madonna

I do n't know why I returned to the office that evening, why I ran half a block to clear sure enough I made it through receipt before the room access closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should have been celebrating with the legal bozo, it 's not every day you win a discrimination case, but it 's not every day some money grabbing little harlot makes the whole thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten arcminute to get through a decision clearing me and the firm of any wrong doing.

She had no idea that my web cam was running continuously, all the time my computer was on, I had n't realised myself to be dependable that the picayune lens at the top of my monitor recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tug unit 's memory stuffed broad of footage of me working I decided to keep it on a spare gruelling campaign as a platter, I did n't contrive it but at every item in time that piddling tramp complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my office the cam showed me and her talking about work.

Every undivided function, she even confirmed the date on occasion, `` Yes Tomorrow, the twenty dollar bill second. '' she said in one clip.

She had no idea, she insisted CCTV footage was utilise showing her entering my office at the clock time she alleged I had assaulted her, so she could hardly complain when we suggested they use the web cam footage as well.

'' Clearing your desk ? '' I asked as I saw her, bending over her desk stuffing the picture, trinkets and junk in a cardboard box.

'' Of course. '' she said icily, `` You won, call up. ``

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her prim right Tribunal suit, drab blue Jacket and matching knee joint duration skirt over pale almost white pantihose, her White person blouse was crisp but hardly unveil and she had her long blond hair pulled back into a bun, she even wore spectacles, which hid her deep drab center and the tears which welled deep in them.

'' Why are n't you celebrating ? '' she asked.

'' Do n't palpate like it, '' I answered, `` I really want to sympathise why, '' I paused and than I asked, `` What did you hope to achieve ? ``

She looked down at the desk, `` Phew, is n't that obvious, glass ceiling, all that. ``

'' But why me ? '' I asked, `` Why cook a complaint about me ? ``

'' You 're older mate, well the senior spouse 's son, '' she pointed out, `` logical system. ``

'' Blessed Virgin, '' I said soothingly.

'' Miss Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Madonna, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six calendar month of hell, Jessica called off our appointment, I suppose you know that, and our legal banknote is near a stern of a million pounds. ``

'' Well mine 's not chicken feed. '' she snapped.

'' Good thing the union 's paying. '' I suggested.
'' That 's what I thought, '' she said, `` But they only pay my price, not yours. '' I must have looked shocked, `` Did n't you know, I 'm smash, effectively. '' she said, `` No job, which will stand for no flat tire which means. ``

'' It 's hardly my geological fault ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Of course it is, all those times, in your office. '' she accused.

'' I never did a affair ! '' I recoiled.

'' Exactly ! '' she said triumphantly, `` It was horrible, Jennie said all I had to do was fall apart a wonderbra and be friendly and the rest would observe. ``

'' I do n't empathize ? '' I explained.

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A quick stern million settlement out of court and motion on, except she 's moved on while I. ``

'' Jennie was your ? '' I asked.

'' girlfriend. '' she said, `` Are you shocked ? ``

'' No, I thought you were a, ah. '' I said searching for the politically slump term.

'' Bi, '' she said. `` with a Be and an Eye. ``

'' I see, '' I knew the rumor abounded of my romps with prostitutes, `` Not Bee You Wye. ``

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

'' Oh well, no hard feel eh, '' I said, `` What plans do you have ? '' I suddenly thought.

'' psyche your own commercial enterprise. '' she said, `` Actually, all I can do is file for bankruptcy and go home to mother. ``

'' But your Law degree, surely you ca n't practise if you go break ? '' I suggested.

'' I waitressed in McDonlds, I 'll do it again. '' she said.

'' That 's fine at Seventeen but sad at Forty. '' I told her.

'' Well obviously I 'm finished here, '' she said.

'' I 'm afraid so, complete misconduct, making false allegement, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without notice from start of stage business Monday. '' I turned away, `` It 's funny. ``

'' It certainly is n't. '' she said.

'' I wanted to say about your dress, ask you to cover up, you made me skittish, '' I asked, `` Did you have intercourse ? ``

'' All hot and bothered, that was the programme, '' she admitted.

'' I like you better dressed like that. '' I told her, `` I suppose I feel safe. ``

'' rubber, you ? '' she said, `` The ultimate predator, different miss at each sociable event ! ``

'' They 're accompaniment, I pay. '' I admitted.

'' You pay whores for sex ? '' she said.

'' Yes, but separately, the date are just for the sociable event, '' I explained, `` Well educated well spoken beauties and I treat them as if I were a gentleman, and then for sex. ``

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and intelligent are hardly criterion. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my fifty pounds and not have someone turn up nine month pregnant in due course. ''

She turned round to face me and sat on the boundary of her desk.

'' I see, '' she said, `` Why are you telling me this ? ``

'' You 're a good listener ? '' I suggested, `` intent consultation. ``

'' But, it 's disgusting ! '' she suggested.

'' I wanted to explicate. '' I continued, `` I thought you wanted a human relationship, no an entrapment, get pregnant, like Francine did to Dad, do you see ? ``

'' Oh, '' she exclaimed, `` I see, no, that was n't it, not babies, just money. ``

'' Never mind, crossed wires, shall I give you a hired man with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

'' I 'd better will it, it 's company property. '' she said sadly, `` Get a cab. ``

'' I 'll help oneself you down with the box, '' I offered.

'' How a lot is a Taxi to Sydenham ? '' she asked.

'' No approximation, '' I exclaimed.

'' You could n't lend me fifty could you. '' she asked.

'' fifty dollar bill, ah. '' I said.

'' Oh no do n't get approximation '' she said, `` No I did n't mean that. ``

'' right field, Fifty, no, of course not, better not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying Fifty quid for sex.

'' I 'll drive you. '' I offered, `` Perkins can pick us up, how 's that ? ``

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' Ready made chaperon. '' I insisted, `` least I can do. '' I left her and went to my office, it took but moments to phone and ask Perkins to come to call for us in the limo, well our big blackness company Chrysler 300 which looked like a Bentley but cost a thirdly as much.

I looked in the Mirror, I guess I should n't have but suddenly there was an old man staring back at me, I suppose it was the lawsuit, but the fact was for six month I had been so preoccupied with the `` vitrine '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

Savior. I thought, `` What a tail ! '' The suit and shit were off the peg, about seventy quid from Asda Wal market place, a deliberate gambit so I did n't come along too arrogant but it meant that I looked like a go bad carpet salesman not a elderly figure in a two hundred class old home firm.

I would have got to go home and change before the evening.

Perkins rang from the corner by Harold Lloyd camber, it was difficult to park outside our building so we arranged that he would expect there until I waved from our stone's throw, and when he arrived I gallantly carried Miss battle of Hastings thing down to the car.

Perkins glided to a halt and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the cavernous Interior Department as Perkins opened the door for `` gentlewoman ! ``

I joined her in the rump seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

'' My Mum 's at Sydenham, can we finish by my unconditional, Arbermarle Gardens 134b, '' she asked.

'' Do you recognize the way Perkins ? '' I asked.

'' No Sir, but the maestro does, '' he said referring to the after-market sat nav glued awkwardly to the dashboard.

I accompanied her to her flatcar, the aerodynamic lift took us to the third foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a girl scout, '' she admitted, as we walked in to find her cases all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

'' You were expecting to drop off ? '' I asked.

'' Just hedging my bets. '' she said, `` It 's in Jennie 's gens, I can just walk away. ''

It seemed very unusual to be carrying font for the char who tried to destroy me, but she seemed dissimilar in her neat business cause, somehow more desirable.

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's doorway, '' she said as I took the second pair of cases down to the Chrysler, I watched her walk away and go into a door some way away and then she was striding back down towards me, her hair still in a bun but at least her horrific chalk were gone.

I think if she had thanked me my assistance either then or before we got to my planetary house then things might feature turned out differently but it easy to be wise with hindsight, but anyway logic suggested we stopped off at my mansion `` The Pines '' before we took her on to Sydenham and I went on to dinner courtesy of Haliwell Barnes.

'' I do n't know what I 'll evidence Mother, '' she confided as we drove along and then as we entered the electrically operate on gates of `` The pine tree, '' she gasped, `` Is this your parent 's place. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a incentive from Goldman before gramps did the emotional blackmail act on me, I 'm not a attorney do you see. ``

'' Oh, '' she exclaimed, `` I see ''

'' Jessica twisted my arm, '' I said, `` My ex groom-to-be. '' I said `` She believed you, and left me. ``

'' Oh. '' she said.

'' Perkins, would you stop by the lyceum please. '' I asked, and I turned to Mary and said. `` Jess designed it, but she was gone before the constructor finished, would you care to see it. ``

'' I want to get home to female parent really, '' she said.

'' Oh but I insist, '' I said, `` It still looks like a barn from away but Jess had it planned that all the state of the art fitness economic aid would be installed together with the pool, oh and she arranged it so no one could see in. ``

'' I see, '' she said thoughtfully, as Perkins stopped the car and opened her door.

I slid across the seat inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak threshold that opened to show the land of the art steel doorway of the Gymnasium, `` fervidness proof, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the down aluminum sensor pad and the door hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could have lost this through your lies. '' I told her as I ushered her inside, `` Fetch dame udder Perkins, '' I suggested.

'' Excuse me ? '' she said, but Perkins was already walking away, and as he passed through the door hummed and closed oh so gently.

'' What do you, '' she said, but I took appreciation of the lapels of her jacket and wrenched it down her back housing her custody behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse tore nicely the button kettle of fish elongated and then broke through, and her skirt came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and panties and within a mo she was reduced from impertinent city girl to a dear nude whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her crownwork in one-half and flipped her bra catch and she seemed completely unable to grasp what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her human foot from the mess of skid and panties to leave her pink and naked.

'' You see, '' I said, `` Do you understand what it feel like to be destroyed, even as we speak Perkins is burning your fount, you have nothing Miss battle of Hastings do you see, goose egg, between the tribunal and myself you are utterly destroyed. ``

'' I 'm. '' she said in holy terror, `` Do n't kill me. ``

'' Oh no, that 's too trade good, '' I suggested and silently cursed the make made trousers which made no provision for an erection at all, `` no what is two 100 and fifty thousand pounds divided by fifty pounds ? ``

'' F'five thousand, '' she said.

'' So here 's the deal, you stay here until I 've fucked my quarter of a million quid out of you at fifty quid a time, do we have a softwood ? ''

'' Do n't stamp out me. '' she said quietly.

'' Then dally with yourself and get yourself nice and wet for me. '' I said menacingly as I picked up her doll and charge it into three slice and tore the voider from her panties.

'' You 're sick, you scare me ! '' she said.

'' Do n't be afraid, I did five age with the Guards, '' I reminded her, `` I know exactly how to kill and how far I can go without maiming or killing as well Mary.

I saw her fingers working as she tried to fan out herself to get some lubrication flow, `` Fourteenth of Apr against the single file in the cupboard, '' I reminded her from her program line,
'' Shall we try in the cupboard over there ? ``

'' No ! '' she whimpered, so I just slipped my filthy crummy trousers and underpants off and rounded on her as she lay beside the poolside steps.

I pulled her legs roughly apart by the ankles and knelt between her thighs an paused momentarily before I slammed my erecting right into her in a single mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over odd Virgin impaled for the inaugural meter so I waited a second before I started to hump her.

Suddenly the hassle of the day just melted away as I luxuriated in the liquidness warmth of her innermost theatrical role, `` That 's really pleasant thank you. '' I said nastily, `` work yourself at home, because it may well be your household for quite a while. ``

'' No ! '' she protested but her dissent turned to whimpers of pleasance as despite herself she too felt the troubles of the day dethaw into a maelstrom of sex, honest lust driven loveless sex, at least on my part, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no pauperism for consideration, no risk of getting blacklisted by some fancy man, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the practiced bit was when I finally shot my loading trench in her, without a disgusting caoutchouc to tighten up and incorporate my potential, I could just flood her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a fifty pound greenback, `` Keep it safe and when you have a one-quarter of million let me bonk and I 'll let you out. ``

She looked at me incredulously as she mopped at her wetness with her washed-up shirt, she stared at me as I told her `` I have a dinner party political party, Perkins will fetch you some food, a properly balanced dieting that will keep your coat nice and slick, according to the parcel ! '' well dog nutrient never hurt anybody.

It was a nice tactual sensation but I found a leather smash for her neck and another retentive one and a couple of
tiny padlocks and I padlocked her to the Pool stair balusters by her neck before I dressed and made my way to the house to dress formally.

I drove myself to town, Tim Forster of Haliwell Barnes had invited me with the prospect of either liquidating my assets to pay Miss battle of Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my costs, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the dual carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the MINI when the reality of London dealings and more especially myopic John Griffith Chaney hack drivers became apparent.

It was an matter to eventide, my date, `` Amanda '' was a back year pupil at Southampton University, I realised within seconds she had a showtime in lying from the university of life, and within five minutes she admitted everything including effectively leaving schoolhouse at dozen and admitting she hoped for two hundred extra for extras over and above the companionship over dinner.

I decided to go down later, but Prince Rupert franklin interested me in a deal with Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will air a message but we get zip, but if she will signal an arraingement whereby we get anything over the basic two hundred quid a week she needs to live on then I think we could maybe reclaim something useful, although with just a class to earn bankruptcy a year or two might be the most we can lever out of her. ``

'' I 'll put it to her people tomorrow, '' I offered, `` shall we say L thousand as our target and just be satisfied at that ? ``

'' I doubt we 'll crystallize twenty thousand, but lets try fifty dollar bill as a showtime offer. '' Rupert suggested.

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at to the lowest degree her ten percent glass of bubbly and was becoming something of a joke by now so as soon as was the right way, and well before the port appeared I made my excuse and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the Kings crossbreeding area where I was sure she would find a man willing to pay for her magical spell while I returned to `` The pine tree. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the deliquium glowing from the gap in the curtains of his bungalow, and Mrs Wilberforce my cook Housekeeper had gone to her bungalow side by side door to Perkins just across the courtyard from my backbone door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and trainers, I felt I needed some physical exercise, get the heart pounding that sort of thing, and then I jogged the hundred yards or so to the b and Gymnasium.

A castigate The Virgin watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck opening were raw from her effort to get free from the leather belts and there on the tile a sensationalistic consortium glistened accusingly.

'' I could n't get to the privy, '' she explained.

'' No, '' I agreed, `` Did you savour your food ? '' I hoped Perkins had fed her.

'' It was disgusting, what was it ? '' she asked.

'' It 's very nutritious, my Labrador `` while '' loved it, '' I explained, `` But you see if you behave like a cunt you eat dog food for thought. ``

I thought she would throw up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the icteric pool with her bankrupt shirt.

'' You ca n't continue me here ! '' she protested.

'' Actually, I rather think I can. '' I contradicted her, `` But I have n't offered you a drinkable, would you like Champagne, or there is some Orange River juice or some Aboriginal Australian Edward Douglas White Jr. or red. ``

'' You 're completely mad, as in insane. '' she said.

'' Champagne-Ardenne it is then, '' I agreed, `` Then perhaps we could make love, ''

'' You want to ravish me again ? '' she asked.

'' No, you were a willing partner, '' I insisted, `` commemorate ? ``

I carefully over filled a wine Methedrine with cheap champagne and carefully spilled some on her tit as I handed her the spyglass, she took a few sips before I took the glass from her and bent grass to lick the spilled liquid from her breast, her pap constrain instantly.

'' Oh, '' she gasped before she came back to reality, `` break off that please ! ``

'' keep still there 's some more, '' I advised, as I saw champagne glistening on her lips and before she knew I had flicked my tongue across her lips leaving her slightly open mouthed and very confused.

She stared at me as I undressed, I was used to the gasp as I pulled my tracksuit derriere down, no not that, my tool is only intermediate, it 's the scrape from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` Friendly Fire, '' another two inches grim and I 'd suffer been a Eunuch.

'' Oh god ! '' she said, `` No wonder they were so straightaway, '' as fruition dawned that her call that I had exposed myself to her were so obviously false, who could lack that ugly with child scratch, now no shirt tails draped my appendage and I stood before her naked.

'' How, why ? '' she asked, `` Can you have children ? '' she asked.

'' Not personally, but with the assistance of a willing assistant I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's deep and you have fifty Syrian pound to earn .... ''

'' Please, do n't hurt me. '' she asked, `` reach me a instant. '' she asked as she dipped her finger's breadth into her pink puss, down among the blonde lock, exciting herself, `` All right wing, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the second metre, with the ineptness gone, I find, but cold severely glazed roofing tile are as hard on my knees and cubitus as they were on her back and I was soon wishing I had taken her to my own subdued bed, but soon sufficiency waving of pleasure washed over me, a sudden whim had her pilus released and without any literal cause on her part I was ready to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly deep inside her, I never risked it with casual girlfriend or whores but I much preferred raw natural unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be infertile for at least a few weeks after she stopped taking her pill and I was pretty sure that as a tribade she was not diseased, so it was sodding unadulterated pleasure as I pumped her completely full of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a erotic love chomp on her neck as started to cum but that 's bad flesh with a cyprian so guilt trip stopped me until I realised it did n't subject, and so I bit and kissed her neck like a thirsty Count Dracula oblivious to the gist on her beautifully pale skin.

I lay quietly for a moment as my hard-on shrank, resting on her, letting her yield my weight, I know it 's not gentlemanly but she had slight choice.

'' I need the can, '' she announced which rather spoiled the mood.

I looked towards the lavatory doorway, polished atomic number 13 in a teak frame, Jessica chose it, `` Bitch, '' I thought, my beautiful, capricious, arrogant, selfish, self obsessed Jessica who walked out when she believed Blessed Virgin 's lies.

Jess was n't coming back, she became engaged to Giles so soon after leaving me that I would get assumed they had an affair behind my back if I had n't known her better.

Candlelight, finely wines, a horse sense of occasion, that was what was required to pry Jessica 's leg apart, we shared the same bed for nine months, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a precious commodity to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to blackguard and male parent and more authoritative G don liked her, so we made splendid love irregularly and I took my pleasure elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my plan to release her in the sunup was the veracious outcome, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her presence a secret, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be sure as shooting Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of Mary 's rear with a Horsewhip if the opportunity arose, `` She should be tied to a track and buck whipped, '' was one of her preferent sayings for anyone ineligible for her usual sanction of suspension, or `` Put before a Firing police squad like a rat in a gun barrel. ``

'' I need the bathroom, '' she said again.

'' Yes, '' I agreed, `` Of course. '' I pulled my jog pants up and slipped the jumper back on as I stood up.

I had a key somewhere, I remembered, there were duplicates in the stir pad operated closet by the rowing simple machine so I found one and unlocked her leash from the hired hand rail.

I was division way to the bathroom when she whined, `` Surely you 're not going to ascertain ? ``

'' No, its dark outside. '' I said, as the idea came to me, she was a kick, bitches are blackguard and dogs do their business when they go walkies.

I killed the Christ Within before I opened the door and then I dragged her out, she tried to resist but seemed scared to make too much noise as I pulled her out onto the concrete course and then dragged her onto the wet grass.

'' I thought you needed the lav ? '' I suggested.

'' You 're mad insane mad, '' she shivered in the cold air, `` not decent mad, insane mad. ``

'' You 're the one wearing a dog collar and cypher else, '' I suggested, `` maybe you feel like making a run for it ? '' I let her contribute fall.

She looked up at me in the deliquium moonlight, `` Do n't be ludicrous, no one would conceive me ! ``
she said hopelessly.

Half a day ago she had stood before the tribunal in the Magistrates royal court all dressed up like a senior executive and now here she was leashed and being taken walkies like a dog, like a cunt, a fulfill little bitch with my cum dipping out of her.

We walked quietly up the track towards the eight foot high boundary wall which divided us from the `` North Road '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B road condition since the Dual Carriageway opened and then eventually I asked, `` I thought you wanted the Bathroom, ''

'' I ca n't. '' she exclaimed.

'' Yes you can just hunker down, '' I told her and I pressed her down into a squat and idly held her leash with my left hand and stroked her hair's-breadth with my right, `` It 's all right on, I 'm here you 're quite safety ! '' I told her.

It was n't the least bit titillating, the smell was unpleasant, the farting noises disgusting but she did what she needed to compensate there, on the grass.

'' I need a tissue paper, '' she said quietly.

'' There some rag at the Gym, '' I reminded her, `` Or there 's some long grass, watch the stinging nettles though. ``

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her torn pantie and doll which I threw in the applesauce bin and then I leashed her to the handrail again, wished her `` Goodnight '', locked the gymnasium door and walked home

I showered, ate a Dean Swift bite and turned in just before 2 a.m. and then I lay awake worrying about The Virgin for at least twenty seconds before I fell into a gloriously satisfied sleep.

to be continued